I’m kinda paranoid, so I’m not going to give you my real name here, but you’re quite welcome to call me Bridget and/or Queen of the Universe. Aside from, well, ruling the universe, I like to read, write, watch movies, and blog (although that’s a bit of a “duh”). I’m fourteen years old (almost fifteen!), a high school freshman, and go to a homeschooling charter school where I attend classes twice weekly.
This blog is about… well, whatever I feel passionate about at pretty much any given moment. I review books and movies, I discuss feminist issues (and occasionally rant), I talk about my writing… and, occasionally, fangirl about various fandoms. Mostly Marvel comics, currently.
But overall, I’d say that this is mostly a book blog (ie about reading and writing). Because… well, where would I be without books? They’ve pretty much made me who I am today. Unlike your average book blog (not that there’s anything wrong with those- there are some really lovely ones out there), I also discuss comic books, movies, TV shows, and lots of other topics that I feel passionate about as well. So I’d say that this blog is for people with a love of feminism and geek culture. Of course, you’d probably also like it if you have a thing for snarky, dry humor and lots of gifs. Because, y’know, that’s what you can expect from me.
ORIGIN STORY TIME.
When I was about seven years old, I was playing outside with one of our dogs, and I decided I wanted to walk her around the cul-de-sac while riding my roller skates. So I went and asked my mom, and she said yes.
Unfortunately, I was not able to find a leash, but hey, there was a pile of bungee cords, and they look sorta like a leash, right? So I hooked one onto my dogs collar, and we started our walk. It all went well and good until we reached the driveway again. I lost my balance, chipped my tooth, and-
Wait. This isn’t the right story.
That totally never happened. Nope. Forget you even read it.
Okay. Here’s the right one. At least, I think.
My sixth grade teacher was super awesome. I think she saw a knack for writing in me, and encouraged me to develop it. Throughout the year, I wrote several short stories, and eventually, writing became not only a hobby but a passion.
At the end of the year, one of our dogs died. Not the bungee cord one. I know that doesn’t seem like a lot to some people, but it hurt. She’d been around my entire life. She was one of my best friends, really. And then she was gone. I’d expected her to be around for forever, but then she wasn’t.
One of the ways I coped was to write a short memoir about her. To date it’s one of the best pieces of writing I’ve ever done, but even so, it still hurts to read it. It’s raw, and emotional, and I think that it gave me the push I needed to introduce that to my other writing.
But… enough of the depressing stuff, okay?
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